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Sirius, I was deeply heartened to see your latest message. It's very good news you've weathered the first day of it, and I do so hope that proves to be the worst of it. If not, I think your instinct to transform and remain in dog form is sound--that seems your best hope not only for blunting the effects of the curse, but also for remaining undetected by the authorities.

If you are at all able, you should find a clean water source and drink deeply. It's no victory to beat the curse if you die of dehydration. It's not just a matter of thirst, you understand: without sufficient hydration, your body's systems will shut down, weakening you and doing the curse's work for it.

Sirius, Pomona joins me in sending every good wish for your recovery and safety. We're only sorry we couldn't help.


Minerva,

We're on our way back. Whole platoons of MLE and Aurors have come back through the tunnel, so our hopes of finding a way past the checkpoint have come to nothing.

To be honest, I'm shattered. I'd so hoped we would find a way to reach him. Instead, we've contributed exactly nothing. As usual.

If that sounds maudlin, I'm sorry. We'll be back by supper. Ask Mr Dawlish to expect our signal when we reach the gates?